"My name is Alice and I work in this cafe as a waitress.
"Today I woke up at four like always, Did my breakfast and got ready for my work. Now I am sitting in front of you, asking a question. How was your morning today Mr. Luca"
"You can call me only Luca, No need to be that formal. Before I question your answer, I want to know, From where you guys get my contact. I am pretty sure I did not submit any kind of job application or job resume in any way".
"Did you receive cafe's letter on time Luca. When did you received it?"
She is pretty clever, Creates another question from my own.
" I got the invitation letter today early morning No-"
"How do you get that exactly Luca?"
"What letter looks like?"
"Did they E-mail you?"
Man, she ask too many questions. Did she not know about the invitation thing. Why she is about it curious though. What she exactly want to know. Guess I have no choice but to answer her. Its hard to say no to this curious looking serious face.
"I was sleeping in my bed, when somebody suddenly knocks my door."
" At first I thought it was one of my friend back from his foreign trip but it was someone else"
"Luca, you have friends who visits foreign country"
" HA.. Yeahh, lot of my friend loves to travel different countries. They always bring back many kind of souvenir for me"
Of course its a lie, In reality I got shocked. Who can knock a door of some nobody like me at this hour, a relative, a friend or a foe I have none of them. Obviously I cannot tell her how lonely I actually am.
"Did you also visit the foreign countries just like your friend Luca"
"Hm.. All the time Miss"
"That's a bad thing Luca. You shouldn't travel on you friends expenses"
"Wait! I always travel on my own expenses"
"But Luca, Aren't you here for a job. How do you even afford to travel that far. Wait, do you use parents money to have fun?
Shit! by looking at her frail face, I always forgot how sharp she can be with replies.
"Cough... Cough... Cough... I think we are getting off topic"
"If you say so, Mr. Luca"
"Now back to the topic. When I open my door, a tall man was standing in front me. I didn't notice he was a mailman until he gave out my mails from his little bag.
"And why did you didn't notice, he was a mailman."
"Well, It would be pretty rude to say like that. The man looked a bit intimidating to me especially the stone look he was wearing on his face.
"His name is Dave"
"Whose?"
"The stoneface mailman you are talking about. He is new in the job and handles all the mail deliveries in the areas. He may look cold at first but actually is a very good guy."
"I wont object your statement but it would be beneficial for him as well, if he smiles at people while deliver them the mails"
"And why is that Luca"
"Why?. Because you see... People often afraid to show their good side since they suffer from bad thing. If a person is brave enough to smile at them then they also smile at the person back showing their good side or many times actions as well.
"That's a beautiful thought Luca but-"
What happened all of a sudden, The window shines out the most fades away. The warmth of the room turns into a bit cold, When she said-
"Sometimes people just can't smile. Not because they are afraid of it, but because they are so tired of it."
What a sad sentence she spoke out to me. And surely she wasn't only talking about the mailman but also talked about her as well.
What is it? What makes her so tired of smiling?
What makes her so weak and frail?
I want to know it. Want to know all about her.